Hetalia: World War 2

[AN: Going through the fan fiction archive of Hetalia, I have seen several variations of fan fics. There are the casual slash fics, the ones with Original Characters, some funny ones, and some crazy ones involving Russia. Got to love that the second craziest country in Hetalia. Presumably you folks already know of the most insane of the countries in the series, correct? But this is not what matters here. I have decided to create a story of the gritty, realistic view. There will be humour, but it would not dominate as much as in the anime or manga. I hope you enjoy the story as I retell the story of

Hetalia in a more different way.]

'Hmm, Italy seems very diligent about helping me to pay off my debt. Perhaps he is not as useless as I thought.'

Germany supervised the cheerful nation finish off the innumerable cuckoo clocks that were to be sold to pay off the flamboyant country, France. It was some time after the First World War, where he had been defeated along with Austria and Hungary. He remembered those years very sorely. Many lives were gone from those short years of extreme violence.

[He remembered that Austria and Hungary worked together along side with him. All three fought hard against the Allied forces, but the couple was worn down by terrible decisions by their bosses, lack of supplies and loss of manpower. He was alone, fighting a losing battle. He was the thick of things during the final push. It was called the Battle of Argonne Forest. He wielded a bayonet rife, and he had charged into the battlefield. America had led the offensive movement with his bloodstained bayonet, barking out orders to his troops. Denying defeat, Germany shot several of the Allied troops with his rifle and charged at the younger country with his own bayonet. He slashed at the Allied country's arm, but he missed by several inches. America countered back quickly, knocking the emptied rifle by punching the Axis nation in the gut. Germany collapsed onto the wet ground. He felt the wet mud on his face as he attempted to stand up.

America held his rifle towards Germany' head and Triple Entente colonies and countries surrounded him. All of them were England, China, India, Italy, Brazil, South Africa, Serbia, Australia, New Zealand, Romania, Portugal, Montenegro, America, America's twin brother and France. Looking behind the bespectacled blond man, he could see his own allies tied up, Hungary looked quite ruffled up with strands of her auburn hair messily hiding her face. Next to her, Austria looked like total crap all over. His usual jet black, organized hair looked like a disheveled wig. From what Germany could see on Austria's badly bruised, dazed looking face, his pair of glasses was missing. In place of the spectacles, he had two large black eyes, the size of two bracelets. If they were not losing, Germany would have laughed at the expense of his cheapskate comrade. As for Prussia, he wasn't near the two. Germany swore he could hear over the screaming and cannon fire, his older brother was restrained and shouting in bloodcurdling rage. Germany slowly stood up, and reluctantly raised his hands up in surrender.]

"Hey Germany, I finished the clocks!"

Italy smirked as he stacked up the clocks into a massive pile. It reached up to 15 feet up in the air and was wide as two buses.

Germany silently nodded. These clocks would be more than enough to pay off damn France.

"Hey Germany, want to go to lunch with me?"

Germany politely refused his ally's offer.

"I am not feeling very hungry; I still have business to do. Perhaps another time we could go?"

Italy brightened up his smile and laughed.

"Alright Germany, I will see you tomorrow then!"

The tall blond waved farewell to the shorter brunet.

Germany turned to the pile of clocks in confusion.

"Wait a moment, how the hell will I move these clocks? Verdammt! Italy! COME BACK!"

Much later on, Germany stopped at a house. He knocked on the door three times. The door creaked for a moment and France opened the door.

"Bonjour Germany, I see that you have zee payments, no?"

Germany wrinkled his nose at the smell coming from the Frenchman's house. It was obvious that he had not been bathing for a while.

"I have all your … Reichsmarks." He reluctantly showed France his large briefcase of money. The Francophone opened up the case for a moment to see if all the money was within. Counting all the money, they totaled up to only a couple billion Reichsmarks.

"Pathetic, Germany. I should have expected more from you to keep on your agreement. France sneered.

France slammed the door on Germany's face. Germany's calm mind boiled over with his bottled anger.

"Verdammt Frankreich! Cocky bastard, go ahead and gloat. I vow that one day that you will make bloody cuckoo clocks for me!" Germany's teeth glinted with sinister intent.

"Then we shall see who has the last laugh."

AN: If you guys watched the anime or read the manga, I assume that you are familiar with the story where Italy helped Germany with making clocks.